1Walking across the thirsty ground each breath sucking in grit.
2Families all along the road, searching and hoping that someone would grant us the kindness of food.
3 The town waving goodbye to us, the small town of newport texas. 4Where before the raging dust bowl swept so violently across the arid land, children ran alongside their mothers, men worked in the street.
5 The church bell ringing with people flocking in like sheep to a shepard.
6Once lively and filled with people now deserted and caked with dust you can hear the low mournful moan of the wind and the stinging of the dust in your eyes.
6 Walking past the the window where so many times white hooded men through their messages of hate against the race they opposed.
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9 Many days I sat in that town and just listened to the hustle and bustle of the midday rush and listening to see if the local women were talking about my family, because we didn’t see things the way they thought we would.
10 The restaurant that hired only white workers served the very men that smashed in the windows to their establishment, but didn’t know it because their faces were covered in those white masks.
11. Still walking further and further away from the town I grew up in because of the dark cloud of dust that covered the sky, the rementents of the weeks earlier lynching still hang there because they didn’t care enough to take it down.
12. The rope and mass it held just swayed there in the wind while no one payed attention and kept walking I stopped a looked at the injustice that was there.
13. Most people didn’t care what happened in the town as long as nothing happens to them or their family, the way it shouldn’t be, but yet in a sense had to be because no one was stepping up to the plate of changing anything.
14. I fear that we will just keep walking on this road forever and no one will help us get where we want to go because we are refugees from this dusty
2Families all along the road, searching and hoping that someone would grant us the kindness of food.
3 The town waving goodbye to us, the small town of newport texas. 4Where before the raging dust bowl swept so violently across the arid land, children ran alongside their mothers, men worked in the street.
5 The church bell ringing with people flocking in like sheep to a shepard.
6Once lively and filled with people now deserted and caked with dust you can hear the low mournful moan of the wind and the stinging of the dust in your eyes.
6 Walking past the the window where so many times white hooded men through their messages of hate against the race they opposed.
7The place where …show more content…
9 Many days I sat in that town and just listened to the hustle and bustle of the midday rush and listening to see if the local women were talking about my family, because we didn’t see things the way they thought we would.
10 The restaurant that hired only white workers served the very men that smashed in the windows to their establishment, but didn’t know it because their faces were covered in those white masks.
11. Still walking further and further away from the town I grew up in because of the dark cloud of dust that covered the sky, the rementents of the weeks earlier lynching still hang there because they didn’t care enough to take it down.
12. The rope and mass it held just swayed there in the wind while no one payed attention and kept walking I stopped a looked at the injustice that was there.
13. Most people didn’t care what happened in the town as long as nothing happens to them or their family, the way it shouldn’t be, but yet in a sense had to be because no one was stepping up to the plate of changing anything.
14. I fear that we will just keep walking on this road forever and no one will help us get where we want to go because we are refugees from this dusty